This is a portrait of a maid called Leanne who cleaned my room in a Los Angeles motel. She was quite a feisty lady.

According to the Indy, the work, called Sweeping It Under The Carpet, can be ‘seen as a metaphor for the West’s reluctance to tackle issues such as Aids in Africa’. Or, viewed another way, an ingenious attempt to confuse Chalk Farm’s burgeoning population of sozzled tramps.